Second Drink

[wastheexample]

[Haymitch has finally decided that maybe, maybe, Peeta isn't crazy and they really are living in a magical castle with people from other worlds. Maybe. Of course, that doesn't mean he's not on his guard. Even if this is what people say, it doesn't mean Snow or any of his Capitol stooges couldn't show up and ruin everything. Given what Finnick told him about the future...well. Better to be safe than sorry.

And Haymitch was prepared to keep those kids safe rather than sorry at any cost.

And so, he's sitting in the Lux, occasionally glancing at the drink of whiskey he can't have until someone hands it to him, flicking through his journal pages. Eventually, he deigns to talk]

Okay. So let's say I'm more willing to buy this magical castle idea. I want to know more about it. What makes it tick. Some of you have been here for years, apparently, you must have learned something in all that time.

I'm sitting in the Lux, if you'd like to play sharetime. We can have a drink, learn a thing or two. It'll be fun.

Comments

Action!

[squirrelhunter]

[Someone's wandering down into the Lux. Because if there's one thing that'll get a guy's attention, it's booze.

He's missed Haymitch's journal announcement, but, here he is, sliding up to the bar...

...And staring at the drinks list like he was in heaven.]

[wastheexample]

[Haymitch knows that feeling well. It makes him hate his loss even more. What was wrong with this place? Making it harder for a man to use his only coping mechanism]

The whiskey's to die for.

[squirrelhunter]

[Yep, kid-in-a-candy-store look right here.]

Hell, I ain't sure which whiskey to get.

[Have a redneck drawl, Haymitch. Have fun with that.]

Action

[demontobeloved]

[A guy just shimmers into place, already leaning against the bar. It's as if he does this often.]

Yeah, 10-year scotch.

[He orders.]

[wastheexample]

[Yeah, he's not all that used to people appearing out of thin air. Haymitch is up and off his stool in a second, if it weren't for Cole's relaxed demeanour, there would be a knife involved]

The hell?!!

dictated

[triela]

Why do so many adults drink a lot?

[wastheexample]

Because it's better than taking up piano.

[valkyrie_in_mjolnir]

[Attempting to make an effort to socialize on her own without BB's prodding, Naomi ventures into the Lux, looking extremely out of place between her bulk and her expression of uncertainty. She settles carefully onto a barstool and starts to look over the drink menu like she's studying for a very important exam.]

[wastheexample]

[Oh, hey giant lady. Haymitch keeps a quiet eye on her, but eventually curiosity (and the hope he can convince her to hand him his whiskey so he can actually drink the damn thing, gets him to pipe up]

Didn't know it was that hard to pick a drink.

[shepherdsveritas]

A drink sounds right good 'bout now, aye. Jus' gimme a few t'come up from town an' I'll take y'up on that offer.

[About 15 minutes later an Irishman walks into a bar and starts a bad joke]

[wastheexample]

People live in the town here?

[At least Haymitch probably wouldn't get the bad joke. Ireland's probably under the sea by now. And not in the fun singing crab sort of way

Haymitch is still sitting at the bar, waiting for someone to give him his whiskey so he can drink the damn thing]

Katniss's mentor

[wizard_redfive]

[Right. So Dairine still thinks this guy's a jerk. But he did say he was trying to keep Katniss alive, so maybe she should give him a second chance?

Well, here goes nothing.]

So nice to hear you’re being open-minded. [...Wait, that ended up snarky, didn't it? Nevermind.]

This angry girl

[wastheexample]

[Oh, it's HER again]

You're going to tell me that you accepted everything in this world when you showed up?

[disciplines]

[Sounds like a recent arrival, alright. Deferring this to the veterans of the castle gives it away.

She dictates back over the journal, her voice monotone and firm as always.]

You would think it would give us some hints by now.

[wastheexample]

[Well...that's just depressing]

It hasn't given up anything at all? Seriously?

[linguistical]

You'd think they would've by now, wouldn't you? [ He's not so sure.

Daniel's just sitting nearby, face practically buried in a book he borrowed stole from the library. The title is vague and in Latin. He can scratch Latin off his list of things that could be his 'loss'. ]

[wastheexample]

[Hey, Latin is something that...or some bizarre reason survived the end of days. Because obviously the most likely candidate for surviving an apocalyptic event is a long dead language. Haymitch makes note of it, but deigns not to say anything just yet on the subject]

Have they just been sitting on their asses all this time, do you think?

[huntersdaughter]

[Jo... is pretty sure she hasn't seen the bar this packed in a long time. She wonders what's going on. Frowning, she wipes down a booth and heads back over to the guy who's chatting on the journal.]

Can I get you anything else?

[wastheexample]

[He offers her a smile]

You can, but I don't think I'd be able to drink it. My loss is complicated and depressing.

[save_the_souls]

[he's stalking this entry. As much as he'd love to help you, he has the feeling going within 20 feet of you will just cause him to pass out. So for now, stalking. ]

[wastheexample]

[This is a wise decision, Allen. The fumes are strong in this one]

[foolreversed]

Man, I haven't had a drink in ages...

[...and you know what? After finding about the loss he just went through? For the first time in a long time he feels like he could really use one.]

Well, I'm pretty sure no one knows what makes it tick but I've been here a year and have some old notes if that would help?

[wastheexample]

Then you should remedy that.

That's the most helpful thing anyone's said to me all night.

dskjadshklfh I'm here now ...

[fanstheflame]

[Gale hears this, and decides that maybe, if Haymitch is going to keep up his Mentor routine, he should keep a close eye on him to make sure he doesn't break Katniss too badly (the jackass). it doesn't take him long to find the bar, since Jo had already told him about it during that ... strange clean-up day they'd all had. he slides onto a stool a few down from Haymitch and just ... spends a moment staring at the sheer breadth of alcohol available]

... I didn't know they could make it come in bright green like that.

baby come into my arms

[wastheexample]

[Hey it's all for her own good, you damn brat. Haymitch turns his head sightly, not really making any effort to mask his disappointment that Gale has shown up, before turning to look at the drinks again]

You'd be surprised what they can do. It's called absinthe, apparently.

[Why yes, he's already catalogued all the alcoholic drinks available to him in the castle]